C197 They Were Not at the Same Frequency!

Hobert pulled me to the dance floor and gently held my waist, allowing me to dance with him.

I didn't want to, but I owed him a favor tonight, so I had to cooperate with him.

I couldn't just accept his help and pretend to be a saint, pushing him far away.

We danced along with the light music, and no one said a word.

After thinking for a while, I still said, "Thank you